Thursday, May 29, 2008

The Trashman Cometh


This morning at The Moxie Family Compound was the grown up version of that horrible scenario when you were a kid when you would wake up late, jump out of bed, hurry into clothes and rush for the school bus only to be stopped at the door by your mom who reminds you that it's Saturday.

DUH!

Guess what?!? Darling's learned how fun it is to push Mommy and Daddy's (alarm clock) buttons and thus, having our alarm clock reset for 2:43 pm, we woke up late today.

And it's Thursday. Trash pick up day for our neighborhood.

Crap.

So Handsome and I rush around, gathering up the recycling bins, emptying trashcans into the main trashbag, get to the front door and Handsome lets out a curse that would make a sailor blush.

See, 'cause, it's Thursday after a holiday. Which means Trash Day is delayed by one day.

Soooo...now we're double plus late for work.

Super.

Not the greatest of starts on a day that has me busy straight until 10 pm tonight.

I'm channeling my inner-Oscar the Grouch today. Beware, one and all.

4 comments:

SAHW said...

Awwww...well, it happens to the best of us...and you'll look back and laugh about it someday, right? :)

Visiting from NaComLeavMo. :)

Stephanie said...

Visiting from NCLM.

I hate those days. At least your trash is ready for tomorrow.

Kymberli said...

I'm here via NaComLeavMo!

Aahhh, Grouch days! Dontcha just LOVE when your kids set you up like that?

I'm stealing your ice cream sandwich cake recipe!

Cece said...

See - I was all happy this morning when I realized that even though we missed garbage day, we had a redo today! There was fish in our garbage and I was grossed out thinking of the potential nasty smell.

The fish has left the building.